Mancora

The refuge for my birthday was a small town on the most northern tip of Peru. Fishing is still pretty important but turism is taking over. The town is still poor and people struggle to get by. At the beach national and international turists are sunbathing and try to learn some surfing. Tuk-Tuks dominate the street picture. Even though the town itself is not bad, I decided to stay at the Point hostel a 1km out of town but also at the beach. And the creepy, old knight in the cave said: "Your chose wisley." Swimming pool, pool table, beach, volleyball, hammocks, parties almost every night, cool people and safe food make this place a good refugee camp for exausted backpackers looking for some peace. We had a lot of parties, but two of them are specially worth telling.
The full moon party officially started at midnight. But of course some of us couldnt wait and started much earlier. Then 150 people from all over town joined us (30 pers) for a massive drinking rampage. The sound was terrible but the atmosphere on the edge. At six o'clock it was finished - thats when Tad came back. He got so drunk that he apparently walked down the beach. Thats when his blackout ended and so he didn't knew where he was. Ha had to ask the security guys where he may be and how to get back to his hostel.
The pirate party was much more spontaneous. The deal was to drink as much Rum&Coke for 7$ in 2 hours as you want. The looser had to walk the plank into the swimming pool. Well people got drunk as fast as Roadrunner after eating spinach. Doug fell backwards from the bar after dancing on it. He also peed into our room later that evening. Jill - the loser of the drinking excess had to walk the plank. Sadly she first realized in the water, that her digicam was in her pocket, when she was in the water. A crossbar of a bunk bed springed out and hit somebody above the eye. Somebody badly cut is big toe. The manager was drunk and wanted to kick out a girl, that didn't wear pirate clothing. And Nick was at the beach throwing up. The whole thing ended up as a poolparty.
The next day it was my birthday - everyone including me had a huge hangover. So most of us chilled at the hostel and in the evening there was a bonfire. And I had to listen to this stupid song people sing for even suroundings of the sun.